The Maid-Martyr (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Only you'd have me speak. Whether to speakOr whether to be silent is all one;Whether to sleep and in my dreaming ...
Only you'd have me speak. Whether to speakOr whether to be silent is all one;Whether to sleep and in my dreaming ...
The South Wind laid his moccasins aside,Broke his gay calumet of flow'rs, and castHis useless wampun, beaded with cool dews,Far ...
Had a hare-lip-- Joney had:Spiled his looks, and Joney knowed it:Fellers tried to bore him, bad--But ef ever he got ...
"How many have gone?" was the question of oldEre Time our bright ring of its jewels bereft;Alas! for too often ...
UNDER her gentle seeing,In her delicate little hand,They placed the Book of Being,To read and understand.The Book was mighty and ...
"Sir Walter Vivian all a summer's dayGave his broad lawns until the set of sunUp to the people: thither flocked ...
You are jest an old waddy that's been everywhere.You've about held your own and done more than your share.You wind ...
Alice grown lazy, mammoth but not fat,Declines upon her lost and twilight age;Above in the dozing leaves the grinning catQuivers ...
(All of them from two stories in a single magazine.)She "greeted" and he "volunteered"; She "giggled"; he "asserted";She "queried" and ...
A goddess, with a siren's grace,-- A sun-haired girl on a craggy place Above a bay where fish-boats lay Drifting ...
Sir Walter Vivian all a summer's day Gave his broad lawns until the set of sun Up to the people: ...
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